One of those days.

Today was one of those days. I forced myself out of bed early this morning, hoping to finish getting ready before my babies woke up and the day really began. I was successful, and both kids even slept in a little, but neither seemed very rested once they joined me for breakfast. Ethan was just a snotty, fussy mess. I think that's exactly what I texted my girlfriend when I decided to cancel our plans for the afternoon. I literally could not get it together enough, or gather the energy needed, to drag two cranky kids out.

And then, in an effort to match my mood, the sky turned dark and the thunder rolled. I love non-threatening storms during the day. Last night, though? Yeah, I could have done without being woken up (after finally falling into a deep sleep) by a dog (who is so not allowed in the bed) trembling on my side of the bed. I also love how everyone else in the house was completely clueless when I mentioned the powerful thunder that scared the dog to death this morning.

Yesterday, however, was perfectly pleasant. In fact, I joked with Sean today and told him I shouldn't have ever said anything about how well our day went. Tomorrow is Friday and I am hopeful that the need for balance will tilt the odds for a better day in my favor.

Here are a couple of pictures from yesterday. :) Gracie loves to paint and I was quite impressed with her painting of a "horse with a coat on", who also happens to be eating grass in a field of yellow flowers.


And this is how I am usually greeted after a good morning nap. That smile is contagious!

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  1. SnapshotsofhappinessApril 27, 2012 at 4:38 PM

    Not good over here either. I was puked on twice before lunch. Thankfully my puker is sleeping now. Here's hoping both of our tomorrows are more pleasant!

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  2. Platinum RoseApril 30, 2012 at 12:34 PM

    I am sorry to hear that the day was rough :-( Hopefully Ethan is feeling much better by now, and not so fussy and snotty anymore. Gracie's got quite the painting (and creative) talent! Poor Bentley...and those storms!

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